Texting Harry Styles | HS [COMPLETED]

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Alrighty ladies and genties, if you're reading this by now, than there are so many..and I mean so many grammatical issues in this book so read on your own risk. There are times where I've even mixed "your" and "you're" so I'm sorry about that, I was pretty young when I made this... So have fun. Haha.

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- Ramona
"You seriously don't know what bathroom is in Spanish?" The teacher slams the ruler on my desk making me shiver. Look I just want to use the bathroom, do you really have to state it in Spanish? This bitch.

I groan, "puedo usar el baño?" The teacher smiles cheekily and I roll my eyes getting out of my seat, and running to the bathroom awkwardly as I hold in my piss that'll be exploding my bladder if I don't Pee in 5 seconds.

I made it in the stall and sigh as I let it go making me tingle and smile. Finally.

I wash my hands and run back to Spanish Class, I sit back down as the teacher slams the Spanish Textbook on my desk. "HERE!" She screams to the classroom.

I open my Spanish notebook and roll my eyes at all the drawings of penises, amateurs.

I see a folded up piece of paper, I open it and see a number, 717-654-3050.

I shove it in my pocket when I see Mrs.Rosa walking my way. "TURN TO PAGE 36! NOW!" I put my reading glasses on and sigh, leaning on the desk as I read the paragraphs. I hate Spanish class.

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Spanish Class has ended and I smile knowing it was my last period. I ride on the bus to go home and I plug my earphones on my ears as I ignore the paper throwing and spit-balls being throws across the bus, i especially ignore the loud gum chewers. Ugh...

I arrived at home and slam myself in bed changing into a light pink lace tank top, and some grey shorts.

I think about what to procrastinate about and I remember the piece of paper i found in Spanish class, I get it out of my pants I was wearing and look at the number, I dial the number on my phone and start texting it.

Me: Hello, I'm Harry Styles.

I smile to myself, pretending to be Harry styles. I laugh and my eyes widen as I see a reply..

?: You sure about that love?

Me: Yes, I am Harry Edward styles from that Boy Band one direction.. Swag.

?: Hey! I don't say swag!

Me: I never said you did.. Unless, No you're not Harry styles!

?: Actually.. I am.

Me: No I'm Harry Styles!

?: No I pretended I was Harry first!

Me: NO! I pretended first!

?: Gotcha! You just proved you aren't Harry Styles!

Me: and you are?..

?: I'm telling you.. I'm actually Harry Styles

Me: I'm not kidding tell me the truth. I'm Ramona, if your asking how I found your number. I actually found it on my Spanish textbook... Odd..Now tell me your real name.

?: IM HARRY STYLES.

Me: lol yah and I'm your mom, shut up.

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Woo! Another crappy book. :)